Thursday, 19 December 2013

This Christmas

MY CHRISTMAS WISHLIST

There's a reason why I don't make my wishlists public. I prefer to send them to people I know would actually consider purchasing the items on the list.

It's been a great year for me. I've met some really amazing people but this is not the post for that. You'll get a 2013 post as usual. 

But since a couple of people asked, I only have 5 things I want for Christmas, New Years, Valentines, anytime till February really. 

1. Harrods Pamper Hamper

2. Tory Burch iPhone 5/5S case

3. Salvatore Ferragamo  Flats
 
  

4. Swarovski Lala Set


5. Honda Crosstour

 

So there you go...

Merry Christmas! :)

Saturday, 20 July 2013

Child not bride

Argh... Argh... Argh... Those sounds had come to be normal in "her house".
"Her house" she scoffed, that was what he told her the first time she came here at 13.
How could this be her house? No brothers, no sisters, no parents...
Just him, and her "new family". They looked at her with pity but they didn't care for her.
Argh... Argh... Argh...

Ouch... Ouch... Ouch... An all too familiar sound. 'Shhh' came the usual response. Don't make them think I'm hurting you.
She tried to close her eyes shut to suppress the pain...
The first time he came to take her away, they told her he was there to take care of her, provide for her, pay her fees till after university....
They didn't tell her this part. They didn't say she'd be molested and make to cook and clean and wash his underwear.
She opened her eyes as he took another jab at her...
Ouch... Ouch... Ouch...

*sniff* * sniff* *sniff*... Don't worry my dear, you'll soon get used to it and you'll start enjoying it.
She didn't want to enjoy it or get used to it. The pain, the cuts, the bruises...
She always wanted to become a doctor. She had big dreams...
But that's all they seemed to be now. *DREAMS*

The tears rolled down her face. She was sore from day 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
She heard the door open and she knew it was time again for another piece of her to be taken away at 13.

#childnotbride.

Monday, 18 March 2013

Never was but will always be


Their eyes met... Finally!
He wasn't what she expected but I mean, he was good looking. 
Average, dark, handsome, arty, political, everything she wanted. 
The guy with the good job, well spoken, good looking and single. 

Yes! He was single! Bam! Perfect! 
Now all she had to do was figure out what she wanted. 

That night, she met the crew, then they drank and danced...
The Russians came, hoping to ruin the night but they didn't. Thankfully!
He handled her with care and then some...

She made up her mind. She wanted him. She wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anything in her whole life. 

Hmm, dangerous territory. 

This realization scared her. She felt vulnerable. 

He liked her, a lot! Maybe. He thought she was beautiful, pleasant, it was er... Refreshing. :) 
But he didn't want her... Especially not in the way she wanted him. 

She knew!
This time, she wouldn't indulge. This time, she'd walk away.

But if he changed his mind, she knew she'd be there... 
Well, maybe. 

(Sometimes love doesn't work out, sometimes it's really bad timing...)

Friday, 15 February 2013

Familiar stranger

It wasn't his face
He looked familiar
She stalked his page
The thoughts would linger...

It was his voice
The moment she heard the sound
He was in her heart
In her head
In her bed
Under her skin...

They talked for hours
Of life, love, art
The addiction...

His smile, his scent, his hug
The tango, the kiss and everything in between...

A stranger she'd never met
A scene all in her head
A story yet to be told...

One more sleep!

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Days...


... Bella was sitting at home one Friday evening, watching white collar (again) when her phone rang. It was Tomi's birthday and she didn't think there were plans for that night so she was digging into her Bailey's flavoured Haagen daz ice cream when the streaming and excited voice came through the phone (gosh, this girl can be loud). After a five minute conversation, Tomi had managed to threaten her and put their friendship on the line if she didn't show up for the birthday dinner/get together that was happening right now (na wa for short notice oh). Bella knew she couldn't say no, despite the fact that their friendship was new, Bella and Tomi had grown to become quite close in recent months.

After a quick shower and three outfit changes, Bella decided to go with her red micro-mini dress (which everyone thought was a top by the way). She paired them with a fitted pair of seven jeans and red poka dot Vivienne Westwood heels. In her books, she looked nice enough for a get together but not too sluty for clubbing (after all, it's just to show face and come back).

By the time she got to the venue, the 'get together' was in full swing. Alcohol everywhere, alcoholics everywhere, hot chicks, fine boys, 'ha! thank God I dressed well', she thought. ' I would've just disgraced myself here'...

A little background...
Bella is a 25year old, 5ft 4, dark-skinned, sexy behind, beautiful young lady ( as so many people have told her even though she never believed it). She Studied for both her bachelors and masters degrees in development finance at the London School of Economics. She just made partner at a prestigious media, branding and PR company after quitting her job a month ago and she was happy with her life at the moment. Single and happy...

After scanning the room carefully, Bella decided to mingle and mingle she did... She laughed, flirted,
flicked her hair (yes like a white girl), made conversation and caught the attention of most of the guys there...  She was having one of those 'why won't you date me so we can marry and have kids soon' with Mike, one of her guy best friends ( this one was relentless sha) when she saw him...
He looked tall-ish, dark and gorgeous... their eyes locked and it was like a trance, his eyes, his smile, his accent, everything on point... In her mind, they had walked down the aisle and she already had his two kids. She was in heaven.